We're sitting on the couch again
Going over what used to be
I call it 'a mistake in disguise.'
You, a 'bittersweet symphony.'
It started in the library hall.
You were lost, quite literally, too.
While you search for self-help books,
My eyes just searched for you.
We talked about the Roman Empire,
And whether tomatoes are really fruits?
You made that little piggy laugh
When I disclaimed my favourite show is Suits
I remember it was raining cats and dogs
When you got down on your knee
"This isn't transitional; it's not a phase
Oh, Darling, this is meant to be."
I'm standing in the bridal store.
"You look lovely! Oh, what a delight."
My stomach feels the way when we got hungover together
It's all falling into place, but something's not right.
I stare outside the window, waiting for you
There's no moonlight tonight; it's only clouded.
You go over the seating plan for D-Day
Wait, did you always chew this loud?
Your sandalwood musk suddenty hurts my nose
The phone buzzing is giving me a headache
"Darling, lilies or roses at the altar?"
But all I'm thinking is that this is a mistake.
6 months later, I hear my doorbell ring
You stand there gorgeous as ever, with a box of my stuff
My day started with your kisses, ended with our long walks
When did this become enough?
As I close the door behind me
I see your finger with the wedding ring
I didn't know the wound was still open,
And in my heart, I feel a sting.
You pick the cup set aside on the table
Milk, no sugar, just as you used to
That's how I won your heart the first time
With a strong cup of fresh brew
We take our seats on the couch
Talking about what is and what used to be
For you loved who I was when I was around you
But you never saw the true me.
